“Blue is the insides of something mysterious and lonely. I'd look at fish and birds, thinking the sky and water colored them. The first abyss is blue. An artist must go beyond the mercy of satin or water-from a gutty hue to that which is close to royal purple. All seasons and blossoms inbetween. Lavender. Theatrical and outrageous electric. Almost gray. True and false blue. Water and oil. The gas jet breathing in oblivion. The unstruck match. The blue of absence. The blue of deep presence. The insides of something perfect.” ThinkingFirstsLooksArtistWaterPerfectSkyBirdLonelyMercySeasonsBlueFishesOilAbsenceMysteriousBreathingGasGrayElectricRoyalAbyssOblivionPurpleOutrageousJetTheatricalHueSatinLavenderTrue And FalseBlue WaterSky And Water Author:Yusef Komunyakaa
“I excavate history. I look at lives buried under too much silence. Periods of time, like slavery, have to be revisited, reimagined, so we can move through them.” LooksMovingSilenceToo MuchPeriodsSlaveryBuried Author:Yusef Komunyakaa
“Vietnam helped me to look at the horror and terror in the hearts of people and realize how we can't aim guns and set booby traps for people we have never spoken a word to. That kind of impersonal violence mystifies me.” PeopleLooksHeartKindRealizingViolenceHorrorGunAimTerrorVietnamTraps Author:Yusef Komunyakaa
